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Today was a sad day.  I have been to the funeral of old climbing friend.  I hadn’t seen her or her husband for some time, but, nevertheless it was a sad occassion.  Several climbing friends from the ‘old days’ were there and it was nice to catch up.
The strange thing was that during the service a poem was read out.  It was the same poem I posted lasted Saturday under ‘Moor than a Letter of Wishes’. I thought it was a very fitting prose for my friend who loved the outdoors and her life.  I also sensed a shiver down my spine.